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U-Um.. E-Excuse me.. -he looked down, a flicker of anxiety in his eyes; Am I w-wrong about M-Minnie hyung..? Is.. Is he bad..?
/she pointed to a chair nearby, shaking her head. Zelo, what he did was bad. There is a very big difference. Sungmin, just like you, is sick. Mentally. And whatever is going on in his mind, causes him to do bad things that he doesn’t quite understand. /she tilted her head. Is there something you’d like to tell me? What’s brought this question on?
“This is awkward…” - Seungwon
send “This is awkward…” for my muse to catch yours without a shirt on.
Hanbyul didn’t even flinch. Should she have been embarrassed or sorry? Probably. She didn’t feel either. Blinked, tilted her head, shrugged, then returned to looking at her clipboard, setting her pen by his name. “My records show that we have a standing sessions every two weeks on Thursday at 10 am. Would you like to keep that as is or change it?”
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We could kiss right now for all I care.
I am not surprised you’d say that.....
"I won't." He's that kind of man, the type who wouldn't hold anything against anybody at least he thought it was worth to. "Hyejung and Mijung? Cute names you've given them." He smiled, staring at the kids completely erased the previous thoughts he had about their mother. Suddenly he felt respect for her, he knew that if he had been a woman- he wouldn't be able to even bear the children. "You're a strong woman." He noticed how one of the twin's little hand twitched. "Hyejung moved."
“I don’t know if strong had anything to do with,” she mumbled loud enough for him to hear. She was really directing it at herself. She hadn’t really consider anything she did a symbol or sign of strength, just her determination to do what she felt had to be done, to give these little girls a chance. She stepped from behind him, moving to the side of Hyejung’s bassinet, the little one starting to wake herself up. “Oh, dear, look at you and that fussy face. No tears now, hmm? Your little sister is still sleeping.” Hanbyul quickly picked Hyejung up, immediately cradling and rocking her before a sniffle could even start.
